A Slice of San Francisco
Last weekend I accompanied my friend Paula on a trip to San Francisco. We stayed in a lovely old building …
Last weekend I accompanied my friend Paula on a trip to San Francisco. We stayed in a lovely old building …
September, 1918 This afternoon was the color of water falling through sunlight; The trees glittered with the tumbling of leaves; …
What draws a reader into a story and compels her to keep tuning pages? This interests me both as a …
Did you watch the Grammys this year? Any favorites among the winners and nominees? Here are some Grammy winners and …
I am happy to report that at least in one very narrow slice of life, truth and love has indeed …
As Halloween draws near, I like to repost a series of true life tales about the hauntings, ghosts, and demons I …
A perfect pairing for a Wednesday morning. Mellow jazz and my favorite color.
“The function of language is not to inform but to evoke . . . responses.” So writes Jacques Lacan, …
As I’ve begun learning to replay the piano, I’ve been amazed to realize what a complicated endeavor it is. It …
I came across this interview with Marilynne Robinson, who is one of America’s finest living writers, in an old edition …